captain AMAB

🇰🇵🇵🇸 après le gris le monde encore | great replacement advocate | 💪’d communist | LANDBACK, global south solidarity, class liberation | 労働組織者//マルクス・レーニン主義者

[inefekt69]

Matsumoto, Japan

[aremac101]

September 30, 2022 / Machida Tokyo

[fearwithout]

i will swallow it all

[eurydiceinlatespring]

rat boy vs. rat girl

(4 yrs)

[eurydiceinlatespring]

follow me on twt at cosmictrshnymph

[eljardineroguapo420]

[peachynaturalist]

[woodrider]

[addictivities]

someone put me down in a flat surface and keep me still so i can calibrate

[addictivities]

please

[lesbian-toddhoward]

gets pushed into a dance circle at a party and does that weird fucking thing david byrne does in once in a lifetime

[churrocaptain]

catch me in the circle lookin like

[thekimonogallery]

“These dioramas are the work of Takaki Yamamoto. As a sculptor, he is a writer who has worked on numerous works and is a leading figure in this world who also exhibits diorama. It features a highly story-like diorama, which is also called a diorama poet, and creates a warm world view.”

[grox]

Living in her walls so I can delete steam games off her computer while she sleeps

[knivesplushearts-deactivated202]

at the goblin market: i mustn’t buy a little goblin treat

when i get home: i wish i had a little goblin treat

[uroko]

Teradaya, Fushimi, Kyoto / 寺田屋（京都・伏見） 

[1000drawings]

[elliestormfound]

Idiots to lovers implies that they stop being idiots when they finally get together, but that is just not true, they will always be idiots

[kheru-post-randoms]

Idiots (pining) to idiots (dating)

[avatraang]

idiot to usdiot

[whereweroam-deactivated20201004]

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Believe it or not, George isn’t at home. Please leave a message at the beep. I must be out or I’d pick up the phone, where could I be? Believe it or not, I’m not home

[inkskinned]

she asked me if i believed in god and i told her that when i was four i almost drowned in a public pool and in my panic mistook a stranger for my father. i clawed my way up his leg. four years later he’d send my parents a picture of the scars alongside a tin of cookies. he said, “i hope she’s still okay. i carry her with me. it isn’t every day you save a life. it isn’t every day you feel like you were here for a reason. when it does happen, you have to cherish that memory. for once, i had a purpose. just being there was enough. she tore me open but she taught me a lot about love.”